Regina Spektor

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Wasteside

Regina Spektor none none none I was sleeping...

Uh-Merica

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Wallet

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Two Birds

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The Sword & The Pen

Regina Spektor none none none Don’t let me...

Time Is All Around

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The Soup

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The Calculation

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Summer In The City

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Small Town Moon

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Somedays

Regina Spektor none none none Somedays aren’t yours...

Samson

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Sailor Song

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Reading Time With Pickle

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Rejazz

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Poor Little Rich Boy

Regina Spektor none none none Poor little rich...

Pavlov’s Daughter

Regina Spektor none none none The grave diggers...

Patron Saint

Regina Spektor none none none She’s the kind...

One More Time With Feeling

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Oh Marcello

Regina Spektor none none none Oh, MarcelloHow I...

Ode to Divorce

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Mary Ann

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Musicbox

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Man Of A Thousand Faces

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Lulliby

Regina Spektor none none none I know that...

Laughing With

Regina Spektor none none none No one laughs...

Jessica

Regina Spektor none none none Jessica, wake up.Jessica,...

Lacrimosa

Regina Spektor none none none We keep on...

I Want To Sing

Regina Spektor none none none I want to...

Human Of The Year

Regina Spektor none none none Hello, helloCalling a...

I Cut Off My Hair

Regina Spektor none none none I cut off...

Hero Of The Story

Regina Spektor none none none He never ever...

Hotel Song

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Ghost of Corporate Future

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Genius Next Door

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Folding Chair

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Firewood

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Field Below

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Dusseldorf

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Don’t Leave Me (Ne Me Quitte Pas)

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Daniel Cowman

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Consequence Of Sounds

Regina Spektor none none none My rhyme ain’t...

Dance Anthem Of The 80s

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Chemo Limo

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Carbon Monoxide

Regina Spektor none none none Carbon monoxideSoon I’ll...

Buildings

Regina Spektor none none none He was a...

Call Them Brothers

Regina Spektor none none none That’s it, it’s...

Braille

Regina Spektor none none none She was lying...

Bon Idee

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Blue Lips

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Baobabs

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Ballad Of A Politician

Regina Spektor none none none A man inside...

Apres Moi

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Back Of A Truck

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Aching To Pupate

Regina Spektor none none none Aching to pupateAching...

All The Rowboats

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2.99 Cent Blues

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20 Years Of Snow

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Wasteside

I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow But its better than sleeping by the wasteside of today All the barbershops and funeral-homes were open And the customers were coming and the business was doing great
I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow Just dreaming dreams and drooling on my bed All the people in my town would be born Then they’d get themselves a little hair cut And then promptly after they’d be dead
I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow When a drunk girl awoke me on the train But I did not see her stumbling and I did not hear her mumbling As I dubbed myself a passenger And kindly stepped away
I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow I was sleeping I was sleeping I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow of tomorrow Ladies and gentlemen I was just sleeeeee-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow But it’s better than sleeping by the wasteside of today All the barbershops and funeral-homes were open And the customers were coming and the business Was Doing Great…

Uh-Merica

Mrs. E Roosevelt never heard me shoot my gunMrs. E Roosevelt didn’t even know I owned oneSomewhere between the cobblestone floor and the slated wooden ceilingCuddling my semi-automatic, what a very fuzzy feelingOh…there’s nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun
Uh-merica
Oh we’re born alone and then we’re covered by m-m-m-mother’s kissesThe mind has already forgotten what the body still missesSomewhere between the sticky floor and the cracks in the ceilingCuddling my semi-automatic, what a very fuzzy feelingOh…there’s nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun
Uh-merica
There’s nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun

Wallet

I found a walletI found a walletInside were pictures of your small familyYou are so youngYour hair dark brownYou had been born in 1953
Your winter birthdayWas stamped on the plasticOf a license so recently expiredI was so tired as I walked in my doorI laid all the contents of your wallet on the floor
Like a holy relicOr a mystery novelI thumbed them in the dim lightSearching for a clue
A blockbuster cardAn old stick of juicy fruitA crumpled receiptFrom a pair of leather boots
I have no walletI have no walletI keep my cards togetherWith a blue rubber bandAnd with a free handI search in my pocketFor pieces of paper, pieces of paper and change
I’ll take your walletTo my local blockbusterThey’ll find your numberIn their computerYou’ll never know meAnd I’ll never know youBut you’ll be so happyWhen they call you up

Two Birds

Two birds on a wireOne tries to fly awayAnd the otherWatches him closeFrom that wireHe says he wants to as wellBut he is a liar
I’ll believe it allThere’s nothing I won’t understandI’ll believe it allI won’t let go of your hand
Two birds on a wireOne says come onAnd the other saysI’m tiredThe sky is overcastAnd I’m silentOne more or one lessNobody’s worried
I’ll believe it allThere’s nothing I won’t understandI’ll believe it allI won’t let go of your hand
Two birds of a featherSay that they’re alwaysGonna stay togetherBut one’s never goin’ toLet go of that wireHe says that he willBut he’s just a liar
Two birds on a wireOne tries to fly awayAnd the otherWatches him closeFrom that wireHe says he wants to as wellBut he is a liar
Two birds on a wireOne tries to fly awayAnd the other

The Sword & The Pen

Don’t let me get out of this kissDon’t let me say what I sayThe things that scare us todaywhat if they happen somedayDon’t let me out of your armsFor now
What if the sword kills the penWhat if the god kills the manAnd if he does it with loveWell then it’s death from aboveAnd death from above is still a death
I don’t want to live without youI don’t want to live without youI don’t want to liveI don’t want to liveWithout you

For those who still can recallThe desperate colors of fallThe sweet caresses of MayOnly in poems remainNo one recites them these daysFor the shame
So what if nothing is safeSo what if no one is savedNo matter how sweetNo matter how braveWhat if each to his own lonely grave
I don’t want to live without youI don’t want to live without youI don’t want to liveI don’t want to liveWithout you

Time Is All Around

You step on all my partsAnd then you walk right out the doorAnd I know that your love a’int neverComing back no more
Time is all aroundExcept inside my clockEveryone is waiting for their lover to unlock
Leaves become most beautifulWhen they’re about to dieWhen they’re about to fall from treesWhen they’re about to dry up
Time is all aroundTime is all around
I hallucinate a cat between my feetI’m stepping lightly so as not to hurt itEverybody wants to say that you have changedOf course you’ve changed, you’ve changedYour mind’s been rearranged
Leaves become most beautifulWhen they’re about to dieWhen they’re about to fall from treesWhen they’re about to dry up
Leaves become most beautifulWhen they’re about to dieWhen they’re about to fall from treesWhen they’re about to dry up
Why am I supposed to love if I don’t want to love?Why am I supposed to?I’m so tiredWhy am I supposed to love if I don’t want to?I don’t want toI don’t want toI don’t wantI don’t want
Leaves become most beautifulWhen they’re about to dieWhen they’re about to fall from treesWhen they’re about to dry up
Leaves become most beautifulWhen they’re about to dieWhen they’re about to fall from treesWhen they’re about to dry up

The Soup

The soupThe soupThe soup [x7]
The soup was hot and spilled pea and on the stoveAnd Michael and Marry and Bugsy and Buster were all occupiedThe pictures as clear as illusion in their mindAnd the plan was foolproof, there was so much to do
First they’d decide Who’d drive the car,Who’d wear the masks and Who’d arrange the copsThen they’d decide what were the rulesWhen do you shoot and when do you hold back
They’d synchronize their watches and the heartbeats in their ribcagesThis can not be a mess, this can not be a mess
[Humming]
Nobody knows how it comes to beThat they think that they must and they do what they canBut the cops are right there and the sirens they blareAnd the bystarers stare and everyone just stands
Bugsy went down first, then Marry thenMichael drove off and Buster just ranHe was running like a child, running in a game of tagUntil he was hit, until he was “It”
[Humming]
The soupThe soupThe soup, the soup the soup the soup the soup the soup the soup

The Calculation

You went into the kitchen cupboardGot yourself another hour and gaveHalf of it to meWe sat their looking at the facesOf the strangers in the pagesUntil we knew them mathematically
They were in our mindsUntil foreverBut we didn’t mindWe didn’t know better
So we made our own computerOut of macaroni piecesAnd it did our thinkingWhile we lived our livesIt counted up our feelingsAnd divided them up evenAnd it called our calculationPerfect love
Didn’t even knowThat love was biggerDidn’t even knowDidn’t even know that love was so, soHey hey hey hey
Hey this fire, hey this fireI’m burning us upHey this fire, hey this fireI’m burning usOh, oo oo oo, oo oo oo oo
So we made the hard decisionAnd we each made an incisionPast our muscles and our bonesOur hearts were little stones
Pulled ’em out they weren’t beatingAnd we weren’t even bleedingAs we lay them on our granite counter top
We beat ’em up against each otherWe beat ’em up against each otherWe struck ’em hard against each otherWe struck ’em so hard, so hard til they sparked
Hey this fire, hey this fireI’m burning us upHey this fire, hey this fireI’m burning us upHey this fire, hey this fireI’m burning usOh, oo oo oo, oo oo oo ooOo oo oo oo oo oo [until song fade]

Summer In The City

Summer in the city means cleavage cleavage cleavageAnd I start to miss you, baby, sometimesI’ve been staying up and drinking in a late night establishmentTelling strangers personal things
Summer in the city, I’m so lonely lonely lonelySo I went to a protest just to rub up against strangersAnd I did feel like coming but I also felt like cryingIt doesn’t seem so worth it right now
And the castrated ones stand in the corner smokingThey want to feel the bulges in their pants start to riseAt the site of a beautiful woman they feel nothing butAnger, her skin makes them sick in the night nauseaous, nauseaous, nauseaous
Summer in the city, I’m so lonely lonely lonelyI’ve been hallucinating you, babe, at the backs of other womenAnd I tap on their shoulder and they turn around smilingBut there’s no recognition in their eyes
Oh summer in the city means cleavage cleavage cleavageAnd don’t get me wrong, dear, in general I’m doing quite fineIt’s just when it’s summer in the city, and you’re so long gone from the cityI start to miss you, baby, sometimes
When it’s summer in the cityAnd you’re so long gone from the cityI start to miss you, baby, sometimesI start to miss you, baby, sometimesI start to miss you, baby, sometimes

Small Town Moon

I must have left a thousand timesBut every day begin the sameCause there’s a small town in my mindHow can leave without hurting every one who made me?How can leave without hurting every one who made me?
Oh baby, baby it’s all about the moonI wish you wouldn’t have broke my cameraCause we’re gonna get real oldReal soon
Today we’re younger than we ever gonna beToday we’re younger than we ever gonna beToday we’re younger than we ever gonna be
Stop! Stop, what’s the hurry?Come on baby, don’t you worry worryEverybody not so nice niceEverybody not so nice niceStop! Stop, what’s the hurry?Come on baby, don’t you worry worryEverybody not so nice niceEverybody not so nice nice
Thought you ought to know by nowI thought you ought to know by nowEverybody not so nice niceEverybody not so nice nice
Oh baby, baby, baby it’s all about the moon
I must have left a thousand timesBut there’s a small town in my mindHow can I leave without hurting every one who made me?How can I leave without hurting every one who made me?How can I leave without hurting every one who made me?How can I leave without hurting every one who made me?How can I leave without hurting every one who made me?How can I leave without hurting every one who made me?

Somedays

Somedays aren’t yours at all,They come and goAs if they’re someone else’s daysThey come and leave you behind someone else’s faceAnd it’s harsher than yoursAnd colder than yours
They come in all quietSweep up and then they leaveAnd you don’t hear a single floor board creakThey’re so much strongerThan the friends you try to keepBy your side
Downtown, DowntownI’m not here, not anymoreI’ve gone awayDon’t call me, don’t write
I’m in love with your daughterI wanna have her babyI’m in love with your daughterSo can I please
Downtown, DowntownI’m not here, not anymoreI’ve gone awayDon’t call me, don’t writeI’ve gone awayDon’t call me, don’t writeDon’t call me, don’t call me, don’t call meDon’t write, don’t write, don’t write, don’t write, don’t write
Somedays aren’t yours at allThey come and goAs if they’re someone else’s daysThey come and leave you behind someone else’s faceAnd it’s harsher than yoursAnd it’s colder than yours…

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